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rock on with the brown
brownstone
rock on
rock on with the brown
brownstone
rock on
we been dancin' with
mr. brownstone
he's been knockin'
we been dancin' with
mr. brownstone
he's been knockin'
provoke
and prod enough something's gonna snap. the boston fire-fighting volunteers on their way to fight a fire somewhere met with a funeral procession proceeding way too slow a brownstone burns out of control we need to lay to rest this soul loggerheads on broad street eye to eye and toe to toe broad street 's just not broad enough and you just don't love god enough and if that isn't odd enough we've taken too much crap you've pushed us 'round the sod enough we've scrapped and rapped and jawed enough you poke
provoke
provoke
and prod enough something's gonna snap. the boston fire-fighting volunteers on their way to fight a fire somewhere met with a funeral procession proceeding way too slow a brownstone burns out of control we need to lay to rest this soul loggerheads on broad street eye to eye and toe to toe broad street 's just not broad enough and you just don't love god enough and if that isn't odd enough we've taken too much crap you've pushed us 'round the sod enough we've scrapped and rapped and jawed enough you poke
provoke
all that little games you play at night
brownstone
comin' straight to attack ya
all that little games you play at night
brownstone
comin' straight to attack ya
beat up shoes and a big straw hat he's never early
he's always late first thing you learn is thatyou always got to wait i'm waiting for my man up to brownstone
up three flights of stairs everybody' s pinnedyou but nobody cares he's got the works
beat up shoes and a big straw hat he's never early
he's always late first thing you learn is thatyou always got to wait i'm waiting for my man up to brownstone
up three flights of stairs everybody' s pinnedyou but nobody cares he's got the works
i'm waiting for my man
up to a brownstone
up three flights of stairs
i'm waiting for my man
up to a brownstone
up three flights of stairs
and what's it for
this little empty garden by the brownstone door
and in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more
and what's it for
this little empty garden by the brownstone door
and in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more
and what's it for
this little empty garden by the brownstone door
and in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more
and what's it for
this little empty garden by the brownstone door
and in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more
i'm waiting for my man
up to a brownstone
up three flights of stairs
i'm waiting for my man
up to a brownstone
up three flights of stairs
i'm waiting for my man
up to a brownstone
up three flights of stairs
i'm waiting for my man
up to a brownstone
up three flights of stairs
chanel gowns
brownstones on
lex with the top down
chanel gowns
brownstones on
lex with the top down
waiting on easy street
a brownstone where riders meet
waiting so indiscrete
waiting on easy street
a brownstone where riders meet
waiting so indiscrete
sippin' a drink and feelin' fine
we been dancin' with mr. brownstone
he's been knockin'
sippin' a drink and feelin' fine
we been dancin' with mr. brownstone
he's been knockin'
harder than the handle on the rake in my yard
harder than the brownstone brick on my house
if i ever
harder than the handle on the rake in my yard
harder than the brownstone brick on my house
if i ever
i'm part vera at par tech
part brownstones
part jects
i'm part vera at par tech
part brownstones
part jects
new york you make it happen
brownstones
water towers
new york you make it happen
brownstones
water towers
start
brownstone
back again? what?
start
brownstone
back again? what?
nirvana
had 'em dancing with mr. brownstone
guns followed by roses laid on the gravestone
nirvana
had 'em dancing with mr. brownstone
guns followed by roses laid on the gravestone
the marching hall on the month full of autumn
all the arbitrary kids in front of that brownstone
everyone now jazz musician
the marching hall on the month full of autumn
all the arbitrary kids in front of that brownstone
everyone now jazz musician